July 11, 1898

Fine weather but awfull cold. Had to get more blankets to keep warm in Bed. Business for this week started good. Wrote a letter to Mama and paid off bills. The war is going on slowly. Our sick death and wounded count up to about 2,000 so far. Our generals all got a big month but aint worth much. There is not much progress, except with promises and blowing, what the can do, but we don’t see any results.